UNTOUCH  Part. 7

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As the moon hung high in the sky, casting eerie shadows over the labyrinthine alleyways of Bangkok, Gawin Caskey stood in the darkness, his mission finally complete. With a flick of his wrist, he holstered his weapon and disappeared into the night, leaving behind a trail of broken hearts and shattered dreams.

But as Gawin melted into the shadows, a pang of regret gnawed at his insides. Sure, he had completed his mission with ruthless efficiency, but at what cost? The memory of Joss Wayar, the charming playboy who had captured his heart, lingered in his mind like a stubborn stain that refused to fade.

"Damn it, why does everything have to be so complicated?" Gawin muttered to himself, his footsteps echoing off the walls of the deserted alley.

As he made his way through the darkened streets, Gawin couldn't help but replay the events of the past few months in his mind. The stolen glances, the whispered confessions, the moments of unbridled passion—they all seemed like distant memories now, lost to the cold, unforgiving night.

"Excuse me, sir, would you like to buy a lucky charm for good fortune?" a street vendor called out, thrusting a garish amulet in Gawin's direction.

Gawin waved him off with a distracted shake of his head, his mind consumed with thoughts of what could have been.

But just as Gawin was about to disappear into the shadows for good, a voice from behind stopped him in his tracks.

"Hey, wait up!"

Gawin turned to see Joss Wayar standing in the moonlight, his expression a curious mix of determination and vulnerability.

"I know you're probably long gone by now, but I couldn't let you go without saying goodbye," Joss said, his voice tinged with regret.

Gawin felt a lump form in his throat as he gazed into Joss's eyes, the weight of their shared history hanging heavy in the air.

"I'm sorry, Joss. I never meant for things to end like this," Gawin replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

Joss shook his head, a sad smile playing across his lips. "It's not your fault, Gawin. We both knew what we were getting into," he said, his voice tinged with resignation.

And with that, Joss turned and disappeared into the darkness, leaving Gawin alone with his thoughts once more.

As Gawin vanished into the night, a single tear glistened in the moonlight, a silent testament to the love that could never be. But as he disappeared into the shadows, Gawin couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps, in another life, things could have been different.

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